Is it...... The one who attacked my grandfather was a legendary archer...... An archer named Lelagin...... [Are you visiting Alicock for the first time?sir?I'm sorry, my name is Scott, Scott Ogier!]

[Kars Lelagin!]

It's that guy...... It's the guy I met at the gates!

Unforgivable...... Damn it!

The blizzard that swept almost the entire Garic region lasted for three days, and it was not until the fourth day that the momentum eased slightly, but the bad things didn't seem to end so easily.

Galik's salary was robbed, and his lord, Earl, was assassinated, and although he was in a state of confinement, the inhabitants of Garrick were still informed of these two news, and neither of them was a rather bad situation for them.

Galik's military salary is not only for the army, in other words, it is the Empire's material assistance to the Gallic region, after all, this is the frontier of the northeast of the empire, the harsh climate and land, and the relationship with the northern barbarians is good and bad, in this regard, the economic development of the Galik region is not optimistic, neither the army nor the local residents can survive without the assistance of the Empire.

Compared with the stolen militarized weapons, food has long plagued the Gariks.

The assassination of Lord Avery Ogier was even more terrible news than food, and without this old knight who had been holding the northeast defense line for decades, it was hard to imagine how the Galiks would deal with the northern barbarians, who were more warlike, braver, and less frequented than the Galiks...... "Ahhhhh ... Cut! This bastard really makes me jealous......"

"Alan!" Lisa said reproachfully in Lavia's direction, then reluctantly, "Actually, I think maybe Soth and they just want to wait until the blizzard has completely stopped before coming back...... It's safer......"

"Yes......" yawned as Alan grunted as he drank the milk from the bottle.

"Don't bother with that guy! Didn't I say it, it's better that he never comes back!" With a calm face of hatred, Lavia snorted coldly and changed the subject, "Compared to this, what about Scott? Have you seen him?"

"That guy isn't worrying either," said Alan with a slight smile after yawning, "Yesterday I was idle and wandering around the castle when I overheard a conversation between Scott and Mr. Black...... The attacker of the Count seems to be an archer named Lelagin......"

"So what?" asked Lyrela, who was sitting next to Lavia, with some concern.

"It's not that good, it's just...... Didn't we see that guy before we went to Alton, at the gates, with a huge bow on his back, a strange-looking fellow......"

"Yay?" Lisa said in surprise, covering her mouth in surprise, "That's it...... Is that the person?"

"It can't be wrong, or that Scott guy wouldn't be so guilty," said Alan, who paused, poked the morning on the plate with his fork, and said in a low voice, "That Scott must be sorry now, and politely say things like 'You're going to love this city, sir,' to a man who hurt his grandfather......"

"How could it be...... Lyreira said in amazement, "then he'...... Scott ......"

Glancing at Lyreira, Alan said lightly, "I advise you not to do anything - I went to see that guy last night, and whoa, tsk, that guy is completely engulfed in anger and hatred, it's hard to imagine that it's the usual calm Scott ...... I remember."

"How can this be...... muttered to herself, Lyrela stood up, looked at Alan and frowned, "Why are you still so calm, Alan, isn't Scott your best friend, why don't you go ......?"

"Do you want to persuade him?" interrupted Lyreira, and Alan put down the fork in his hand and whispered, "No kidding! It's because I'm best friends that I can't go at this time—you didn't see the look in that guy's eyes, I couldn't imagine that he was the Scott I remembered...... Tsk!, why are they all such troublesome guys!" he said, he stood up and walked towards the stairs of the hall, scratching his head, and said lightly, "I'll go lie down in my room!Lisa, you don't need to call me for lunch......"

"Oh!" Lisa sighed slightly and said, "Sure enough, Alan cares a lot, South, Scott, and his former best friends seem to be getting stranger and stranger......"

"Qiang!" Putting down the knife and fork in her hand, Lavia stood up, frowned, and said, "I'm also feeling a little tired, go back to my room and rest!"

Looking at the scene of Lavia's expressionless departure, Lisa held her cheeks and let out a long sigh, and said with a deep regret, "Ivy really cares about it too...... I thought it would be an interesting trip to Galik, but I didn't expect ......," she said, and suddenly saw that Lyreira had also left the table, and asked suspiciously, "Do you want to go back to your room too?"

"Well, Lisa......"

Looking at the back of Lerella leaving, Lisa held her head and muttered in a low voice, "Your room is not in this direction, alas, everyone is getting very dull one by one......"

At the same time, Scott was lying on the bed in his room, staring blankly at the ceiling, and on the other side of the bed, Knight the Puppet was standing expressionlessly.

Grandfather...... [Mr. Black, why? Why are you holding me back?]

[I'm very sorry, Your Highness the Little Earl, this was ordered by the old master, these two days...... In the past two days, the old master hopes to handle military affairs quietly, and does not want to be disturbed by anyone or anything, including ...... Including His Royal Highness the Little Count!]

[What? Is the toxin in my grandfather's body getting worse? Tell me, Blake!]

[I'm sorry......]

[Blake!]

[This...... His Royal Highness the Little Earl, I hope you can understand that the old master does not want to leave His Royal Highness the Little Earl at the last moments, just painful and unpleasant memories, believe me, His Royal Highness the Little Earl......]

[Is it serious???] A toxin that even the abbot and the priests of the Holy See could not eliminate...... It's serious, right? Get out of the way, Blake!]

[I'm sorry, Your Highness the Little Count, the old master's order is that no one is allowed to approach this room!]

[Damn!]

[Also, the old master asked me to tell His Highness to learn to forgive......]

[......]

Forgive...... Tolerate others, tolerate yourself, against bad habits, against sin?

Sure enough, it still can't be done...... As anger piled up, Scott's eyes grew cold.

"Tuk tuk!" there was a knock on the door to the room.

Glancing at Scott lying on the bed, Knight hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked to the door.

"Knight......" Standing outside was Lerella, who hesitated to glance into the dimly lit room and asked in a low voice, "Is Scott there?"

Knight nodded, sideways and out of the way.

Swallowing uneasily, Lerella cautiously walked into the room, and after looking at the room for a while, she finally found Scott lying on the bed, and whispered, "Scott, you...... Are you alright?"

Lyrela's voice broke the silence in the room, and seemed to wake Scott from his painful memories, only to see him glance at Lerella and say lightly in an unfamiliar tone, "It's you, what's the matter?"

"I'm ......" surprised by Scott's tone, Lyrela said at a loss, "I'm just a little worried about you, so ......"

"Eventful!" interrupted Lyreira, Scott said coldly, "I'm fine, so...... Don't do anything superfluous!" As he spoke, he glanced at Nate and frowned, "And you, Knight, as I said, I want to rest quietly by myself for a while, and I don't want to be disturbed by anyone!"

Knight bowed her head slightly, then stretched out her hand to Larry, and motioned for her to leave with some apologies.

"Scott ......"

"Get out!" Scott said coldly, staring at the ceiling, "Get out, Lerella, I'm not as fragile as you think, so, don't do anything superfluous!"

"......" looked deeply at Scott, and Larella opened her mouth, then let out a silent sigh and turned to leave the room.

Sure enough, Alan was right, and it was useless to say anything now...... Lerella bit her lip slightly, and as she passed the stairs, she suddenly saw the door of the hall downstairs open, and a man in a black aristocratic dress was heading towards the second floor under the guidance of old Black.

Hey, who is this man, why does Mr. Black seem to be very respectful to him...... "Huh?" as if he had seen Lyrela, and the man smiled slightly, with a little politeness and a little teasing, and said jokingly, "What an accident, what a lovely and beautiful young lady! Hey, is it the illegitimate daughter of the old man?"

"You're so rude," said Old Blake, smiling bitterly and looking at Lyreela in a low voice, "This young lady is one of the friends of His Royal Highness the Little Earl, Lord Yvonne!"

"Oh?" said the man, looking at Lerella with a bit of interest on his face, with a bit of banter, playfully, "Oh, yes, I really can't see it, I thought there would only be boys in that kid's circle of friends......"

"Now is not the time to say this," sighed helplessly, and Old Black stretched out his hand and said in a low voice, "There is not much time left, Lord Yvonne!"

"Is that so......" said the man, smiling faintly, dusting off his clothes in boredom, and teasingly, "think about it, if so, how could the old man be willing to see me......? Hey!"

"Lord Yvonne, the old master ......"

"Alright," interrupted old Blake, and the man said lightly, "I've heard enough of my old man's rambling...... There's no time left, right?"

"Ah, yes, please!" said old Blake, leading the man to the room at the end of the right side of the second floor, which was the old earl's room.

Watching Old Black and the man named Yvonne walk into the old earl's room, Lyrela's face showed a little surprise.

This person...... It's like Scott...... Could it be ...... "Is it Yvonne?"

As soon as Old Black had entered the room with the man, an old murmur came from the direction of the bed, and it was hard to imagine that it was the voice of the old earl, who had always been in good spirits.

With a slight chuckle, the man named Yvonne sat straight on the sofa and said jokingly, "Yo, old man, haven't you breathed yet......?"

"Hmph!" the old earl snorted coldly, got out of bed with the help of old Blake, walked to the sofa in a nightgown, sat down opposite Yvonne, squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "It's still your usual fiery attitude, stinky boy!"

"Oh, not only did I not breathe, but I was in good spirits, what a surprise......" As he spoke, Yvonne glanced at the old earl's densely wrapped bandages and the foul smell emanating from the bandages, frowned, and whispered, "Is it Jacob's Senbu?"

As if he understood the other party's words, the old earl shook his head and nodded lightly to the old Black beside him, and the knowing old Black quietly walked out and closed the door.

"It's a demon god, a demon god named Lelagin!" said the old earl with a wry smile, "it's ridiculous, isn't it? I didn't expect to be attacked by a legendary figure, it's ridiculous to be unbelievable, but if it was the Great Magician Gerrette Keynes himself...... The credibility of the Great Magician has to be believed, but it also explains why Count Casimir Sakkison, Lord of Brownhill, and Count Jonny Adolphus, Lord of Jacob, would be assassinated so easily, ordinary humans can't assassinate a local lord without a word...... This rebellion is not simple!" As he spoke, the old earl raised his head and looked at Yvonne and said flatly, "Judging by your expression, it seems that you have learned something, tell me and listen to it—you in the Emperor's [***] Political Intelligence Department, you should get some news, right?"

"That's true!" Smiling slightly, Yvonne stood up, looked around, and then walked straight to a cupboard in the corner of the room, took out a bottle of red wine from the glass case, opened it and poured himself a glass of red wine, then turned to the old earl and playfully said, "Would you like some? Such a good red wine, it would be a pity just as an ornament......

"Don't go too far, boy!" said the old earl with a frown, but his eyes showed a little helplessness.

"Alright, okay," Yvonne whispered as he sat back on the couch with a glass of red wine, "Argus Bart Cranfield, a dangerous person that the Intelligence Department has been investigating, no household registration, no identification, no one knows where this guy came from, but I'm sure he can't escape from these incidents......"

"Argus Bart Cranfield?" Slightly stunned, the old earl frowned and said, "That archmage Gerrette Keynes seems to have mentioned this man, and said that the demon god who attacked me was one of his followers......"

"It seems that my guess is correct!" Smiling slightly, Yvonne took a sip of red wine, and then said in a deep voice, "The Holy See, when submitting the entry documents to the Empire a year ago, this man was mentioned, and our intelligence department also investigated this guy named Argus, but the results of the investigation were very unsatisfactory, and everything about this man's information was blank......"

His eyebrows twitched, and the old earl said in a deep voice, "Can the Ministry of Intelligence be sure of him, the instigator of this rebellion?"

"Of course...... Can't!" In the old earl's angry eyes, Yvonne smiled, then shook the wine glass slightly, and said with a smile, "However, this guy is very suspicious, in the documents submitted by the Holy See, the only information about that guy is that he killed a candidate for the Pope, hehe, what a bold and fearless man, a crazy guy...... Then he fled to the Empire, and on the way he seemed to have entered the Imperial City, and was delayed for a few days......"

"Sasson?" said the old earl, frowning, and puzzled, "isn't he being hunted down by Father Andrew, one of the twelve cardinal archbishops of the Holy See?

"Huh, so you already know?" Glancing at the old Earl in surprise, Yvonne shrugged and said lightly, "But, who knows, crazy people in general, their minds are always unpredictable— At that time, the Ministry of Intelligence hadn't paid attention to that guy, and of course it wasn't clear what that guy had done in Sasson, maybe it was temporarily avoiding the pursuit of the Holy See, maybe it was something else, the Ministry of Intelligence really began to pay attention to him, it was after the rebellion of Jacob Semb, I heard that someone had seen him in the local area, you know, that guy's strength is not weak, since he can escape from the twelve cardinals of the Holy See, his strength is basically at the level of a great magician, such a guy, appearing in the local area when Jacob Sembles rebelled, of course, it is very suspicious, but when Brownhill rebelled, no one had seen that guy, there was only one suspicious archer with a huge bow on his back, and if that archer was the guy's subordinate, it would make sense...... As for that archer, the Ministry of Intelligence also found a legend in the royal library that recorded the demon god, which recorded, 'Lelagin is a doom archer who can cause war, and wherever he goes, he will inevitably cause war', although it is a bit ridiculous, but we have to believe that the legendary demon god has been awakened by someone in an unknown way!"

"What does he want to do?" the man ......" sighed slightly, and the old earl frowned, "what good is it for him to provoke rebellion in Jacobs and Brownhill, and now it is Galik?"

"Revenge!" Glancing at the old count, Yvonne said in a deep voice, "Vengeance against the Empire!"

"Revenge?" said the old earl subconsciously raised his head and said in astonishment, "why do you say that?"

"It's very simple, from that guy's name," Yvonne said lightly, taking a sip of red wine, "Argus Bart Cranfield, it's obviously a fake name...... In any case, Cranfield as a surname is really strange, no one in the empire uses this surname, and the commoners naturally don't have to say it, as for the nobles, only the second half is used, that is, Field, so I guess, in fact, is this a combination of a person's name, well, Kran Field...... If it's Field, as a surname, in the southeast of the empire, there are still a lot of middle and lower class nobles who use it, such as Karimus, Dicio, etc., although it's very complicated to find, but you should be able to find some clues, if it's that guy's real name, it looks too stupid, so it should be a more important person to that guy, ten ** is a woman, hahaha......"

"Important!" said the old earl, patting the armrest of the sofa with an angry expression.

"Yo yo, are you still so energetic after all this?" Looking at the old earl's angry eyes, Yvonne shook his head and said helplessly, "Okay, okay...... As for Bart in the middle, it is also strange if it is his original surname, if it is Buffett, there are still people in some regions who use this surname, but I personally prefer this to represent the devil - in the Morton area, Bart means demon in the dark, as for Argus, in the dialect of the Jilian region it means avenger, so the connection means that an avenger who turns to the devil in order to gain power, I personally think it is for a woman named Klan Field, hahaha...... What a funny guy!"

"Hmph, don't say something boring!" frowned, the old earl's eyes sharpened after a moment of confusion, and said in a deep voice, "Does he think that with his own strength, he can challenge the entire empire?

"Actually, he did, didn't he?" Glancing at the old earl, Yvonne shook his glass and said jokingly, "According to the survey, this guy is no more than thirty years old, or rather, between twenty-five and thirty years old, well, I personally think it should be ......around twenty-seven."

Glaring at Yvonne, the old earl said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about these little things, get to the point!"

"Alright," Yvonne said with a smile and shrugging his shoulders, "it's just my personal opinion, and there's no evidence...... Argus, that guy's information in the empire is all blank, that is to say, that guy does not belong to any political force, so the political aspect can be ruled out, so that guy just wants to put the empire in chaos, wars, disasters, that guy probably wants to destroy this country, this dark and decaying dynasty that has ruled for nearly five hundred years......"

"Shut up!" glared at Yvonne fiercely, and the old earl let out a long breath and said coldly, "Do you want to subvert this country by your own strength, and involve the innocent Galiks in disaster for the sake of your own hatred......"

"Hey, Jacob Sambu and Brownhill are innocent too, right?"

"I know, I don't need you to remind me," snorted coldly, and the old earl barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "The great empire can't stop that crazy fellow, what about the Royal Knights?"

"Hey, for the sake of one person, you can't use the Royal Knight Legion, right?" Yvonne smiled slightly, and then whispered, " Besides, the guy with the strength of the Great Magician is not something that the Royal Knights can deal with, as for the Royal Magician, after the departure of the Great Magician of Hastings, there have been a series of changes within the Royal Magician, Jerry Belfort, it seems that he is busy taking the opportunity to consolidate his power, and has promoted many magicians from the local area, and the magicians belonging to the side of Heliriox have been gradually transferred to various remote areas......"

"Jerry Belfort dared to do this, and although I have always hated demon mages, I also know that the magicians of Heliriox, who have been the pillars of this country since the early days of the Empire, have turned a blind eye to this matter?"

Smiling sarcastically, Yvonne said lightly, "Even the wisest king is just a human being, and one day he will die...... His Majesty is old, and he no longer has the courage to declare war on Salonia, and now he is just an ordinary old man, hoping to pave the way for his valiant son in his lifetime, and he doesn't want to cause any more trouble......, right? The succession to the throne, tsk, this is the biggest gamble in the world, the guy who is on the right side can get the power and status for the next few decades, and the guy who is on the wrong side can only drink a bitter cup of poisonous wine alone in a dark corner......"

"Throne?" Glancing at Yvonne inexplicably, the old earl said in astonishment, "Of course the throne is Prince Theo, right?"

"Hehe," smiling slightly, Yvonne shook his head and said mockingly, "It's all said that it's gambling, if there is only one candidate, then there is no change at all, the superior is still the superior, and the inferior is still the inferior...... In the handover of the throne, there will always be some guys who are hungry for profit, since they want to change their current situation, of course they can't make the same choice as others, after all, His Majesty the King has three sons, compared to the heroic brother, the other two are even if they don't succeed, they are members of the royal bloodline, so, betting, everyone is betting on their own future in this game!"

"In other words......" sighed deeply, and the old earl said regretfully, "if this rebellion cannot be quelled as soon as possible, His Majesty will recall the Royal Knights, right?"

"Ah!" nodded, Yvonne said mockingly, "Sassen is the pinnacle of the empire's power, and the division of Sassen's rights is crucial, and in other places, as long as the royal knights are sent to conquer after the throne is settled, that old man should think so!"

"So, Galik's salary, Jacob's rebels, Brownhill, and the Thrandians who robbed Gallic of his salary......"

"I can't get any help, at such a critical moment! No matter how much the old man cares about Galik, who is the northeast barrier, does he have the time and energy to raise military salaries again, and ...... in such a short period of time" As he spoke, Yvonne paused and asked in a low voice, "How long can Galik's supplies last?"

The old earl shook his head gloomily and said with a sigh, "This batch of materials was originally sent half a year ago...... Now Garric's supplies may only last for about a month, and the condition of the residents is relatively better, it should be able to support three months, and the long one can support half a year, but the army ......" said the old earl, raised his head, looked at Yvonne deeply, and said in a deep voice, "You received my letter, right?"

"Totally missed—I was already on my way by then!" said Yvonne, the playful smile on his face gradually retracted, and he said earnestly, "But what will be written in the letter, just think about it!"

"Yes," said the old earl, smiling calmly, then looked straight at Yvonne, shook his head, and sighed, "I am not at ease—I will leave the fate of Garric to you......"

"Hey, that's hurtful, isn't it?"

"Hehe!" Looking at Yvonne with a smile, the old earl said with a smile of inexplicable regret, "Although I really don't feel at ease about handing over Galik to you, but ...... It seems that there is no way - the official appointment, just wait for it to be filled later, don't insult the glorious history of the Ogier family, Yvonne!"

"Hey, old man, you cut ties with me ten years ago, didn't you?" and stripped me of my ......last name."

"Yes!" said the old earl with a smile as he looked at Yvonne with a smile, "then give you back your surname for the time being, and take on the responsibilities and obligations of the Ogier family and Galik...... Yvonne Ogier!"

"Yo, it's really irresponsible!" Ivonne suddenly restrained the smile on his face, knelt down on one knee in front of the old earl, bowed his head, and said in a deep voice, "Leave everything to me with peace of mind, father!"

"Ah!" the old earl nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and patted his son's shoulder, and said with some regret, "the Ogier family, Galik, and ...... Scott, it's all up to you, I hope you can do better than I do!"

"I will, Father!" Yvonne said sincerely, bowing his head.

"Well, then......" the old earl sighed deeply, and suddenly shouted in a loud voice, "you can get out first—I don't want you to see the ugliness at the end!"

"Hey! I've seen enough ground!" Looking up, Yvonne smiled slightly, then stood up, and walked towards the door as if it was fine, as if nothing happened, as he walked, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at the old earl, with a little hidden sadness in his eyes, and whispered, "Do you need to call Scott over?"

The old earl was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, sighed and said slowly, "I don't want to be seen by you, and of course I don't want Scott to see it...... This is my last dignity as a knight, as a lord of Galik, as your father, as Grandfather Scott...... Don't get out of here!" exclaimed the old earl, pretending to be angry.

"Tsk, what a dishonest old man!" said Yvonne with a playful smile, opening the door and whispering in an inexplicable tone, "then...... Goodbye, Father!"

"Hmph, if it weren't for Galik, for the sake of my grandson, I wouldn't be willing to accept you bastard son again!" The old earl shouted in a deep voice with a strong affection that could not be concealed.

"Bang!" the door shut.

(To be continued)